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Crowfeather nodded his head, but he would not accept that type of care from the Fellahin that had been offered. He only wished to placate the Pharaoh and get him out of the room. The longer that the shadow was forced to look into the man’s lapis eyes, the more he felt fear spike inside of him. The man was frightening beyond anything he had ever witnessed. Ramesses had power of a different kind. He was not that of a warrior, but a manipulating and charming man.

Tavina had appeared outside the room.

Ramesses afforded him the privacy needed.

Crowfeather bowed his head curtly to the man, still wary and watchful with his eyes. The Pharaoh left the room with the dark nursemaid. The seer was left alone. In the few moments before his visitor stepped into the doorway, Crowfeather exhaled a sharp breath. He had been holding it trapped in his lungs.

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